Third Person's POV

Dymitri pulled away from King's embrace and ran after his mother who caught them in the middle of their kissing session.

As soon Dymitri reached the door, he opened it and went outside and there he saw his mother blushing in the wall. When their eyes met, the two immediately hugged.

"My baby! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Mrs. Villacroixe asked in concern as she pulled away from her son's tiny figure.

"I'm okay mama. I'm not hurt."

"Oh my baby, I missed you so much!" She planted kisses to her son's face and the little boy was delighted.

"I missed you too Mama. How are you?" Dymitri asked.

Little did they know, King was at the door frame, leaning his back as he stared the mother and her child talking.

"I'm fine baby. I'm so worried about you hearing that your school was sabotaged by a group of evil demons and a weird clown." She said referring the clown to Joker.

"Ma, I'm fine." Dymitri smiled.

"Oh my baby. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes Ma, I'm fine. My friends and I helped each other in fighting them." Dymitri proudly said and his mother smiled softly.

"My baby got stronger now. I'm so proud of you." She said and nearly teared up because she got overwhelmed not until her eyes caught a tall man leaning in the door frame looking at them.

She faked a cough and Theodore immediately composed himself. Dymitri's eyebrow raised until he looked back seeing the King.

"So, who's this fine young man?" Mrs. Villacroixe asked on his only child raising her eyebrow.

"Uhm, he's King--- no. He's Theodore Coltrane Ma, he's the one who's helped me find a place to sleep."

"Is that so?" She asked still looking skeptically at the King.

"Then why the two of you are kissing earlier?" Dymitri immediately blushed in his place and his throat went dry.

"M-ma, it's not that---"

"Are you his boyfriend mister?" Mrs. Villacroixe asked the King and narrowed her eyes.

"Not yet ma'am." The King said truthfully.

"Yet?" The woman repeated to sure if she heard him clearly cocking her eyebrow.

"Yes ma'am. And if I ask you, can I have your blessing to court your son?" He asked with pride and Dymitri gasped silently.

"You ask to court my son?" The woman replied cocking her eyebrow.

"Yes ma'am. I promise you that I'll take good care of your son with him beside me. I'll make him happy everytime of the day, I'll make him meals, I'll love him until my last breath." Dymitri's heart swelled in affection hearing those words coming out from the almighty King. Who knew that King could do this?

He looks intimidating and fierce, he is scary when he's angry but deep inside, he's caring and affectionate. And he never expected that King's love is serious.

Mrs. Villacroixe narrowed her eyes, trying to suspect if the man's lying. Her son looked at them uncomfortably.

"Oh my Gods and Goddesses! I like you!" Mrs. Villacroixe squealed and hugged the man that made Dymitri's jaw dropped.

"Y-you allow him to court me?" Dymitri asked her not believing what just happened.

"Of course!"

"B-but, are you mad that I- I am--"

"You're gay?" His mother continued and Dymitri nodded meekly.

"Oh my dearest son. I don't care if you like men, you're still my son and nothing will change the fact that I love you with my whole heart. As a matter of fact, I'm happy that you found someone handsome and responsible." Mrs. Villacroixe said.

"And I think he's a keeper." She whispered and winked that made Dymitri smile.

"And you mister." She faced the King with her hands in her hips.

"If I saw my son crying because of you, we'll see each other in hell. Understand that?" She smiled evilly and King nodded.

"Yes ma'am."

"Oh please dear. Don't call ma ma'am, its so formal. Call me Mama."

"Yes ma'am-- I mean Mama."

"Good boy. Now, who's hungry?" King and Dymitri smiled. King lead them downstairs into the main kitchen so that Mrs. Villacroixe could cook. Dymitri wanted to help his mother but the woman refused as she shooed them away so she could focus in her delectable treats.

In the end, Dymitri and Theodore ended up in the living room, sitting, watching television as they wait for Mrs. Villacroixe's lunch to be cooked and finished.

"Uhm King?" Dymitri called his King's attention as the man is sitting beside him.

"Hmm?" King looked down to his Kitten and saw how adorable his Kitten is. Those innocent purple eyes could be the reason of his death. Too much cuteness.

"Taylor texted me, they want to meet Mama and I replied that she's here in your headquarters. Can they go here?" He asked to the man beside him.

"Sure." He replied and gently ruffled his kitten's soft hair.

"Thanks." Dymitri smiled and began to type his message on his mother's phone to inform his friends.

"Demi, Theo? Lunch's ready!" Mrs. Villacroixe informed the two.

"Yes Ma!" Dymitri replied and he put the phone in his pocket as they stood up and went to the kitchen.

When they entered the kitchen, the table is already set with plates and cutleries, the scent of the stew reached their nostrils and Dymitri hid his excitement because at last, he could eat his mother's delectable food once again.

After washing their hands, King went first to the chair and pulled it out.

"Kitten." Dymitri looked at King who called his name.

"Sit here." He mentioned at the chair he pulled earlier. Dymitri smiled gently but blushed hard when he caught his mother grinning at them. He walked towards his King and sat there as King pushed the chair gently. The man sat beside his kitten and looked at Mrs. Villacroixe.

"Oh dear, your so sweet. I think I might die because of too much sweetness!" Mrs. Villacroixe squealed.

"Ma, don't say that." Dymitri pouted and his mother chuckled.

"Don't mind me baby. So, let's eat." She mentioned and they began to eat. Their lunch was amazing as Mrs. Villacroixe's cooking skills is the best, according to his only son Dymitri.

"So Theo? How are your parents?" Mrs. Villacroixe asked while she drank her water.

"They're fine Ma. Father is always busy with his works but he always find time to bond with us with my other siblings." He replied truthfully.

"You have siblings?" Dymitri asked surprised.

"Yes Kitten. Actually we're 3, my sister, the eldest was in charged as Father's second in command of the empire while Mother is taking care of our youngest sibling."

"What's their name?"

"The eldest is Althea Coltrane and our youngest is Zealous Coltrane." King replied to his kitten.

"Wow, their names are pretty." He beamed and smiled.

"Just like you." King replied and Dymitri blushed.

"Okay, I think I'm ready to die." Mrs. Villacroixe interrupted squealing at the couple in front of her.

"Ma!"

"The two of you are so adorable! Now I'm jealous." Mrs. Villacroixe teased and Dymitri's smile immediately fall off.

King furrowed his eyebrows looking concern at Dymitri.

"Baby, just forget it. You should move on. I already moved on so as you too." Mrs. Villacroixe said softly to his son.

"I hate him." He whispered but it was audible enough to the two to hear him.

Remembering the man who raped his mother that night just for pleasure is his worst nightmare together with his memories in Fireheart Academy. No matter how hard he tried to forget them, he simply can't.

"Demi--"

"Please, let's stop talking about this." He audibly whispered looking down.

"Okay baby." Mrs. Villacroixe sighed and smiled weakly when she saw King looking at her, worried.

"How about the two of you wait there in the living room while I wash these? Sounds good?" She suggested to ease the tension.

"After all, Taylor and the rest of your friends is coming so what about you wait them there?" She said and Done weakly looked at her.

"O-okay." He replied and stood up.

"Thank you for the amazing stew Ma." King complimented Mrs. Villacroixe as he stood up together with Dymitri.

"No problem sweetheart." She winked and smiled.

The two went out and sat in the couch while Dymitri's mother started to wash the plates. King looked Dymitri who's looking sad after what happened earlier.

"Are you okay Kitten?"

"I-I'm fine."

King brought his large hand into his kitten's head and gently moved it to his broad chest so that Dymitri could lay in his warmth. Dymitri didn't bother to reject and he let his King do whatever he wants. When Dymitri comfortably laid in King's chest, King began to brush his gray locks and hummed.

"Everything will be okay Kitten. Don't over think." He hummed and Dymitri sighed.

"I d-don't know. Everytime Mama brought that topic, I always remember what my auntie and uncle told me how Mama suffered from that man that night. He's a m-monster and I hate him!" Dymitri's voice trembled in anger and fear. King immediately wrapped his arm into his kitten and hugged the trembling kitten to calm down. He hummed and rocked gently.

"Shh, don't cry."

"I hate him. After what happened, he just left like nothing happened. My Mama can't put him in the jail because he's powerful enough to kill us."

"Is that the reason why you hate Kieffer who nearly raped your friend, Khalil that day?" King recalled while still rocking gently.

"Y-yes."

"Don't cry Kitten, everything will be okay. Trust me." He hummed brushing the soft gray locks of the tiny kitten in his warm embrace.

They stayed there for a long time, minding their own business until they heard someone's voice at the entrance of the headquarters.

"Wow." Their heads snapped at the direction where the door is and saw Taylor at the door frame, crossing her arms against her chest with Skye in her right side.

"Taylor! Skye!" Dymitri immediately removed himself from his King's embrace and ran towards his friends. On the other hand, King scoffed mentally seeing his Kitten left him like that.

"Hey there Demi." Taylor greeted.

"Where are the others?" Dymitri asked.

"We're here." Khalil interjected smiling as he walked in and hugged Dymitri while Prince Kieffer and Ace Exequile was follow him behind.

"Where are the others?"

"Headmistress Demonise summoned them earlier for the meantime. They'll be back later." Skye was the one who answered and smiled.

"Where's Mama Demeter?" Taylor asked him.

"She's in the kitchen." He replied.

"Can't wait to see her again."

"Come in first, I'll call her." Dymitri said and flashed a smile and went to his mother to notify her that his friends are here.

King motioned his head to Dymitri's friends to come in. At first, they were hesitating whether to enter or not. After all, it's the King of Alpha House's territory and they feared him.

"Come on. Come in or I'll force you all?" He said in a dangerous tone. He's not in the mood because they ruined his kitten and his moment earlier.

The three came in while Kieffer is guiding Skye everytime he moves. Ace follows behind. They all sat in the living room as they waited for the Villacroixe's patiently. The room was awkward, after all, they had some bad interaction in their pasts but thankfully, the tension evaporated when Dymitri and Demeter Villacroixe arrived.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry to keep you await." She said.

"Mama Demeter!" Taylor stood up and approached the woman with a tight hug.

"Taylor!" The two hugged for a short period of time until they let each other go.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine Ma. How about you?"

"Of course, work is so, so hectic but I'm still pretty. Right darling?"

"Of course Ma." The two giggled like teenagers that saw their crushes waved at them. Demeter's attention was soon shifted into four new faces to her sight.

"Are you my baby's friends too?" She asked, referring his son.

"Yes ma'am. I'm Skye by the way."

"And I'm Khalil ma'am."

"Aww, you two are so cute. And please call me Mama. Everyone who's friends with my Dymitri calls me Mama." Demeter ordered with a smile.

"And that leaves you too." She said referring to Ace and Prince.

"Yes ma'am." Ace said but Demeter widened her eyes and playfully glared the man who immediately cleared bus throat.

"I mean, M-Ma." Kieffer chuckled silently but Ace heard him si he smacked the man in the back of his head earning a scowl.

"What's that for?" Kieffer scowled rubbing the back of his head.

"Shut it." Ace warned and Mrs. Villacroixe chuckled.

"Now, now. Don't hurt each other. You might fall his eyeballs out." Demeter joked and the rest chuckled.

They all stayed there and catched up with things they do. King was sitting beside his Kitten, observing all the people around him. Later, Demeter met the rest of Dymitri's friends but their little get together was soon ended when the sun has finally set.

"Okay, it's time. I must go." She said.

"Are you coming back Ma?" Dymitri asked him with hopeful eyes.

"I'm not sure but I'll try, okay?" She said cupping her son's face.

"Don't be a naughty baby, okay? And I'm happy you made so much friends like them." She said referring to the people who's Dymitri's friends.

"Don't overwork yourself Ma."

"I know, and I will." She said and kissed her son's forehead.

"Theo?" Demeter called the King and the man replied.

"Please take care of my son for me? Okay?"

"I will Ma. Trust me." Demeter smiled and looked at her son. The woman then exited the room and went outside the academy.

Dymitri looked sad after his mother's departure and he in King's side silently. Bridget and the others went back to their rooms too. Skye and Khalil was about to stand up when King stopped them.

"Where the two of you are going?"

"We're going King." Skye said.

"Stay here. There are few available rooms here." The two was surprised. They looked each other and looked back to the King himself skeptically. They were about to argue but King was fast to shut them up.

"Stay, or I'll locked you here. Don't be stubborn." He said.

"Besides, Kitten needs you." He added looking at the Kitten beside him. The two locked their gazes. Dymitri was overwhelmed how King treated his friends. Despite of still being cold, he can't deny the fact that the man beside him still has a heart.

"O-okay." Khalil sighed in defeat.

King focused his attention once again to them and smirked mentally because he won.

"Lead them to their rooms." King commanded Ace and Prince who immediately agreed and escorted the two. Kieffer was still on Khalil's side guiding the newly discharged patient at his walk.

"Wanna go rest?" He asked Dymitri.

"O-okay." He mumbled and stood up as King followed suit.

King assisted Dymitri upstairs and when they finally settled in, Dymitri immediately laid in the soft mattress not muttering any word.

King sighed and went to him as he sat beside Dymitri and stared the sulking kitten.

"You miss your mom, aren't you?" He asked. A moment of silence before Dymitri replied.

"Y-yeah. I missed her so much." He whispered.

"Don't be sad. She'll visit you here soon. Just wait. Trust me." He replied and patted the Kitten's hair.

"Don't do that." He pouted avoiding King's hand resulting Theodore to chuckle.

"Fine." He said.

"I'll go prepare dinner. You wanna stay here?"

"Y-yeah. I wanna rest." Dymitri weakly replied.

"Fine. I'll call you later when dinner's ready." He said and Dymitri nodded ah his response.

King stood up and exited the room and went straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner. When he arrived he saw Ace and Prince talking. Ace with a glass of water in his hand while Prince is sitting in the chair.

"Move idiots. Help me prepare dinner." He demanded and went to wash his hands.

"Nah. You got this." Ace teased.

"Theodore Coltrane is the best man." Kieffer added.

Theodore glared at them until...

"Ow! Fuck you King." Ace hissed as the glass if water he was holding earlier burned into ashes and burned him a little.

"Oh yeah! Try me?" King challenged, cracking his neck to intimidate them.

"Fuck." Ace hissed.

"Move fools." He said and the two scurried and help their King. Moments later, they prepared dinner very well. In the other hand, Khalil and Skye was walking towards the kitchen and saw what are the three is doing. It seems like Prince noticed their presence and looked them.

"Oh, what are you doing here?" He asked.

"We would like to help you? If you may?" Khalil asked them, shyly.

"There's nothing. It's already done. You can sit down with them while I call Kitten." King said placing the apron in the drawer and went upstairs.

He opened the door and saw Dymitri was standing right straight in the door too as if he was about to open it.

"K-king."

"What are you doing?"

"I was about to go out. Why?"

"Nothing. Come, it's about to eat."

"O-okay." The two went downstairs and approached the kitchen, only seeing the four are drowning in awkward silence. Dymitri sat beside King while in his other side was Khalil, then Skye, Ace and Kieffer.

Another moment of silence before they started to eat. It's so silent and that silence are giving them not just an awkward feeling but also eerie.

Their dinner ended like that. Dymitri was sent back to King and his room, same with Skye and Khalil too. The Triple Crown washed the dishes and cleaned the table before they head back to their rooms. King was in front of the door in his room and yawned, feeling the tiredness is slowly eating him. He opened the door but the moment his eyes landed on the certain person he calls Kitten made his tiredness wiped away.

Right in front of him is Dymitri, only wearing boxers, exposing his pale fragile and small body frame with his delicate skin. Dymitri gulped nervously and immediately put the towel around his body.

"D-don't do that." Dymitri exclaimed, blushing extremely because of what happened.

King closed and locked the door as he smirked mentally, walking to Dymitri with a grin plastered in his face.

"What'ya doing Kitten?" He teased. Dymitri stepped backwards still blushing.

"I'm c-choosing my clothes t-to wear." He bashfully answered.

Then King looked at the bed with a pair of shirts laid in there.

"They're all pretty, I can't choose what to wear between them." He added.

King picked the white one and fixed it.

"What are you doing?"

"Come on. Strip that towel off or I'll strip you myself." He said with a grin.

"N-no. I can do it by m-myself."

"Kitten." He warned.

"W-what?"

"Don't be so stubborn."

Dymitri pouted and sighed in defeat as he slowly stripped the towel off his body. King gulped seeing his body in close. He can feel his crotch twitched but he must stop it before he does something he'll regret.

"Arms up." He said trying to forget about his explicit thoughts about the person in front of him.